When Shi Qian walked out of the shower, she smelled food.
She looked at the table. There were a few takeout boxes with the restaurant's label on them.
"It just arrived." Fu Sinian opened the lid and smelled it.
This was a smell she had never smelled before. It felt appetizing.
Seeing this delicious food, Shi Qian felt much less depressed.
Fu Sinian eagerly opened all the packaging.
These were all the shop's signature dishes and Shi Qian's favorites. After taking a shower, she felt even hungrier. She sat at the table and picked up her chopsticks.
"What kind of dish is this?" Fu Sinian looked at the mixed dishes and asked uncertainly.
He had always been very picky about food. Even if there were social engagements, there were only a few places to eat at, so he had never tasted these delicacies that the rest of the world ate.
Shi Qian really believed that he didn't know what this dish was.
